Yes, this is another Holes FF where a girl goes to camp. Her files did not get messed up. Did she commit the crime? Read on to find out. Does she fall in love? Read on. Are the regular characters OOC? Yes. Don't sue me. I hate recreating someone else's characters, and actually got told off by a critic for it. So pretty much, the characters are the same, but I ain't doing research on their backgrounds or anything. I also had this story in my head for a while, so I have to write it. Okay, let us continue. Please skip the disclaimer that will act for all chapters.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HOLES. Done.
Let us begin.
Chapter 1.
Quiet, shy, goody two-shoes, that's me! Okay, so most of the time. I am on a stinky smelly super-hot bus in the middle of nowhere that looks suspiciously like the moon (too many holes) because I messed up. I got stressed. Too much of staying in line does that to you. And hanging out with people you barely know. That too.
Flashback
Sirens rang through the air. I scrambled to pick up my backpack and get out, but it was too late. The police saw my retreating form through the flames, orange light flickering everywhere. Once I grabbed my bag, I ran out the back door, the ones Alyssa and Mackenzie abandoned me through. I wiggled the knob. It was locked!
"Miss, please drop your bag and turn around. We do not wish to hurt you." Psh. As if they mean that. They don't care. I'm a delinquent now, right? I mean nothing to them. I got in trouble. It's only fair.
A small irritating voice in the back of my conscience reminded me, 'life isn't fair, Casey. It's either you win, or you lose. Which one will you take?'
'For once, Voice, you're advice does me good.' I replied. 'For once, let's win.' Slowly I turned, putting my hands up. Facing the flames, I had a better view of the room I was in, and saw a window that went unnoticed.
Childishly, I stuck my tongue out at the police on the other side of the flames, and ran to the window. I threw myself into it shoulder first, bursting through a halo of glass and fire. As soon as I hit the ground, I started running.
End.
I got a few burns, that day. The worst was on my left shoulder, the one I burst through the window with. I also earned a few cuts on the same side from the glass breaking. Nothing too serious.
The bored guard poked me with his gun. "We're here." He said gruffly. He led me through the heat and dust to a run-down cabin. There was little A/C that was provided by a rotating fan in the corner. A sour looking guy eating sunflower seeds sat at a desk covered in paper files.
'Don't they have any decent filing? Like a computer or something?' I thought to myself.
"Casey faciere, Vandalism." The sour man said, spitting seed shells into a jar. For the first time, he looked up at me. "You're a girl? Ah well, if the Warden wishes it…" he was obviously surprised.
'Can we say sexist?'
I stayed silent throughout the uneventful lecturing. At one point, he took out a couple cokes from a beer fridge behind him, but like hell was he gonna give me one. I was right too. He passed it to the guard behind me, and gave me a suspicious look.
Other than that, he gave me info on the yellow spotted lizards and rules, and a happy-go-lucky guy that really got on my nerves bounced in to the room where I got my whole orange outfits.
"Hello Casey! I'd just like to let you know, even if you've done bad things, that doesn't make you a bad person! I'm Dr.Pendanski, your counsellor. You'll be in D-tent." As the Dr. drawled on, I secretly rolled my eyes underneath my cap. 'Oh yes, we are going to get along GREAT!' I thought sarcastically.
Dr. P showed me to an army green tent. A small boy with puffy hair was in a cot in the corner. A quiet one. Now THAT is a person I could get along with.
"This is where you'll be sleeping. There are crates underneath the cot. That boy there is Zero. He doesn't talk, so don't bother with him." Well that was rude! If he doesn't talk, he at least has ears! I scowled, once again hiding it underneath my cap.
Ew, there was some sort of weird stain on my cot.
Laughter and voices came floating in from outside, getting closer. Slowly, the noises stopped, and I turned around. Six boys stood in the doorway, staring at me. There were no girls.
What kind of camp is this?
"Hey mom, who's the newbie?" a dark skinned boy with thick glasses broke the silence.
'Mom?' I secretly laughed. 'Are they referring to Dr. P?'
"This is Casey; she will be staying here for the next few months." Dr. Pendanski put a hand on my shoulder, as if protecting me. I felt an urge to shake it off.
A different boy spoke up, this time the large one.
"And Twitch?" 'What kind of name was Twitch?'
"Brian is going to a different facility. One where they don't have nice cars." O-Kay, that was confusing. Maybe this Brian kid stole a car. Who knows? "Casey, this is Theodore, Rex, Stanley, Alan, Jose, and Ricky." Rex, the one with the glasses, spoke again.
"No, you got it wrong again. That's Armpit, Caveman, Squid, Magnet, and Zigzag. I'm X-ray, and that's Mom." He pointed to Dr. P for the last one. I almost laughed. Almost. 'Well, now I know they have some sort of nickname system is going on.'
"Pig Latin." I mumbled. X-ray was the only one who heard me.
"That's right!" he replied, a small smile on his lips.
"Well, I'll let you all get aquatinted." Dr. Pen—I mean Mom left the tent. As soon as he left, I turned and plopped down on my cot, shoving my bag in one of the bins. I lay back, breathing slowly to calm down. One of the boys; Caveman, I think his name was, sat down on the cot on my right and began to fill in the blanks about why everyone was shocked into silence.
Apparently this was an all boy's camp.
Crap.
What have I gotten myself into?
Right, trouble. Again.
Okay, this is my first Holes FF. Like I said before, I am using the characters from the book and what little info I know about them. I am not recreating them, because that is extremely hard to do. Yes, I know the girl thing has been done before. Don't sue me. If something bugs you, tell me, and I will try my best to keep a cool head and do something about it, or talk my way out of it. That is all. Please tell me what you think! this is one of those things that gets stuck in your head, and you can't get it out, so I wrote it down. Simple. And yes, Casey has a Voice. In her head. She is not crazy. Yet.
Sarii